The Broken
You want to take a walk in the broken's shoes?
Feel the pain of the cut, the burned and the bruised.
Those of us who can't keep away from the abuse..
How about you?
Do you feel it too?
The pain of walking in the broken's shoes.
You struggle to see how the broken still stand
Those of us who just need a loving hand,
Scattered across this depressing land,
All wearing the same black band,
The sign of the hopelessly damned.
Can you see this world's light?
Well to us its not to bright.
Just hoping for the delight
But only living with fright,
And a sorrowful plight,
The children of moonlight.
So to the moon we stare
Wondering if anyone would care
To understand the pain we share.
To save us from this nightmare,
And the band we all bare.
So take a walk in the broken's shoes.
Understand the pain of the cut, the burned and the bruised.
Save us from the world's abuse
Let us know what you choose
Since you're one of us now too.
Copyright © Ashlee Mora | Year Posted 2020
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